Luyện nghe bài hát Whore Cunt Die

I tell you tales of morbid visions, thoughts from which I hide

The within this shell that I call my soul reflects the darkness
This pit of agony into
I have been by those who do not see the pain

Draining down you thigh, what you knew as sex
Nails I drive deep into the vagina, the piercing screams
What was your cunt is now my throbbing toy
I the hammer deeper to block the pain from my mind

This bloody whore who I once I loved
Has a pile of mangled flesh swarming with insect
As I dissect her unborn I hear her whisper one last cry
Begging her prophet for forgiveness,
I her in the name of Jesus Christ

I feel no shame for disgrace, this atrocity
Her existence being an abomination to humanity
There are so many like her to be dead
My insanity is my creativity clearing out my mind

These things that I have done are purged from
But those linger turn my vision black

I wish I could turn my hatred on myself, I to die
But there is a dark force seems to hold me back

Pleading with her god to make my torment
Hearing my own cries, I drive deep
Hoping she through my climax so she can choke
On the steaming slop I spurt all over her face

whore must die

I want this vision of torment to live forever in my
To stifle the agony that tears at my soul
Her death will secure my piece of for now
But another cunt will die for Satan